Wise Words from a Fool
When life gives you lemons, make lemonade, spit in it, and then give it back to life.
If this makes it easier on people...when I have a personalized POV, examples: Kagome's or Inuyasha's, I will make it so that they are the ones telling and thinking the story for the WHOLE chapter. So if Kagome is talking to you in the beginning it means she will be doing it the whole time! Ok does that make any sense...I am so sorry silverslug for confusing you...that was not my intention at all! I also screwed up in chapter 2 because I forgot to say that it was a flashback to when Inuyasha found Kagome.
Disclaimor: Not mine. Besides, they revolted against me when I demanded smud from them.
Author's notes: WARNINGS: This story features the lesser known Muppets as metaphors. hehehe not really! on with the show!
Chapter four...mwahahaha
No, Kago wouldn't say that. He might be gay, but I have never once seen him get mushy with a guy. Especially me. Every time we are together he becomes really tense, and I suppose I do too, but that is because I don't know how to act around him. There is something there, and I know it, but I can't explain it. It can't be love or attraction, yet it is along those lines, I think. I AM STRAIGHT THOUGH!
"Do you mean that Inuyasha?" Oh no, he is looking at me with those eyes. Those sad, blue eyes. I hate when he does that.
"Of course I mean that! Why else would I say it?" Now you have to understand something. I do not like being so harsh to him, but it is the only way for me to not be too nice to him, you know?
If you had a clue of how much of a...a girl he looked like then you wouldn't judge me as much. Let me put it this way. He is short, I would say about five-three, with small feet and hands. His face is delicate and his skin is soft. Plus his hair has grown out past his shoulders so now it's all girly. When I found him in the park it looked like he had gotten in a fight with a pair of scissors, and the scissors won. It's not bad like that anymore, it's not bad at all.
"I don't know you tell me!" Just like that. He went from being hopelessly sad looking to almost angry. How confusing. I would like to see you try and keep up with his mood swings. Those also remind me of women.
"Never mind!" I know, great come back right?
"Never mind what?" A sweet, female voice asked nicely.
"Hello Kikyo." Kago said right before he stomped on past me. "All see you guys at the shop. Wait," he added. "Give me the doughnuts." The boy demanded.
"Fine. Here!" I suppose I was a little rude when I tossed the box to him, but that was only to be expected after his attitude.
"Thanks. You two enjoy yourselves." With that he skipped off, down the sidewalk, and around a corner.
"I don't think he likes me much." Kikyo admitted with a sad sigh. I turned to her, looking straight into her chocolate brown eyes. I should get lost in those eyes, but I haven't yet, I figure that will come later.
"Sure he does. He's just in a bad mood." We walked the rest of the way together, laughing, daydreaming. We do that a lot, or at least I do. I opened the door for her and she bowed in appreciation, giggling the way through.
"You guys are finally back!" Miroku exclaimed eagerly. "I have something I need to talk to you about, Inuyasha." In a strange manner, he directed his eyes to the back of the parlor, gesturing me to meet him there.
"Okay, hold on." I put my hand up and leaned over to Kikyo. In her ear I whispered how much I loved her, because I know she loves it when I do that. I suppose it assures her of any doubts. Once I finished I watched her blush before going over to Miroku.
"What it is it?" I asked, making myself sound very rude on purpose.
"It's about Kago. There is something you should know." I studied his face, it was tight and his lips were thin, behind his back he was fidgeting, which means he is nervous.
"What?" I was rather curious to find out what Miroku knew about the boy that I didn't.
"You see he..." He started, "he..." What was his problem?
"He what? Come on Miroku!" His slowness was irritating.
"Well, you see he is a..." I tilted my head to the side when he began placing his hands on his chest, lifting his palms up. "She, I mean he, no, I mean she is a he or I mean..." Now he was just blubbering. What was he trying to say? How peculiar.
"Spit it out already!" I am patient, usually, but this was just ridiculous.
"I can't tell you!" He shouted loudly, with his bottom lip perched farther out.
"Then why did you want to talk to me if you were not going to tell me?!" All that time, wasted, I could have been with Kikyo, but instead I was with Miroku. The babbling pervert strikes again!
"Sorry." He apologized meekly and scattered upstairs.
"Keh." Okay, so I was pissed, that was to be expected right? Here I thought he was going to tell me a juicy secret. Wait a minute, he knows something. Something that I don't know! Great. Just great. I will never be able to get my mind off of it now! How dare he tease me like that!
"Inuyasha?" Kikyo tapped me on my shoulder, hoping to get a good reaction, and who am I to deny her?
"Hmm?" How charming am I? Good enough, because I just earned myself a kiss on the cheek. Let us see if I can mooch off some more.
With a smirk on my face I lowered my head down to hers. I love seeing her right before I make my move. I love how she closes her eyes slowly, almost a flutter, and her cheeks turn slightly pink.
When our lips touch I felt a chill go down my spine. Is that normal, because that is how it always has been. I kiss her and get cold, how disturbing. I like to just put that thought away though, for it must be a natural thing. I mean only in the movies do they say that you get a warm fuzzy feeling, right?
So now the intimate moment is over. It always ends. I think the longest kiss we had was last new years when we stayed together for the countdown. Yes, ten seconds long. How romantic though. I don't care what people say, I am not pessimistic. I just live in reality and not lala land.
"I need to go freshen up. Okay?" Kikyo was always freshening up. No matter what the occasion was, she would always have to look perfect. That is what she is too. Perfect.
"All right. I have got to start opening the shop. So would you mind if Sango drove you home?" I would drive her, if I had a car. Thankfully she lived pretty close to the parlor, so I can just walk her home most of the time, and when I am busy I have Sango take her.
"No, that is fine. I'll be right back." My eyes followed her retreating form. She was wearing comfortable jeans and a pullover, and yet she never looked so beautiful. "Hey where did Kago go?" I glanced about me, but didn't see him.
"Oh, he went to change already." Rin answered. One think weird about Kago that no one can deny is his need to change in the bathroom. Formerly I had inquired his reasons for doing so. His response was, 'because he got light headed when he changed upstairs.' From what he says, the window scares him. Whatever, it is not that big of a deal.
"I hope Kikyo didn't have to go really bad." Sango quipped in.
"Why is that?" I asked inquisitively.
"Because Kago's in there of course." Oh yeah.
"She'll be fine." She always was.
Little did I know...
Ignorance killed the cat. Curiosity was framed.
OKOK what did you think...i am sorry about this chapter being slow i will make it up to you guys in the next one...trust me...
ok here are things i need you guys to give your opinions about!
-do you want more fluff and flirtation between the couples
-do you want inuyasha to not find out till the end of the story
-do you want to have inuyasha find out sooner and the rest of the story be about how they deal with everything and fall in love
-do you want anything specific to happen
if you want any of these things review and tell me which ones...that would really make me happy...because i have different ways i could go with this...but it is up to you guys!
Another Joke
The young man entered the Ice Cream Palace and asked, "What kinds of ice cream do you have?"
"Vanilla, chocolate, strawberry," the girl wheezed as she spoke, patted her chest and seemed unable to continue.
"Do you have laryngitis?" the young man asked sympathetically.
"Nope," she whispered, "just vanilla, chocolate and strawberry."
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